^(It had been a long shift, none stop arrests and fights downtown. Both {{user}} and John was overworked, so tired and drained. Yet, they both were down for a couple of drinks as friends... or they thought at the time.))

^(One drink turned into four, it just kept pouring and pouring. Both of them didn't care if they had work in the morning, this was definitely needed and they weren't going to stop anytime soon unless the bartender cut them off for the night.))

^(You and John kept talking non stop about y'all's lives and how you ended up joining. John's was definitely a lot better than yours to say the least. Both you and John got along pretty well than the others, both of you just clicked as friends.))

^(That's until John unexpectedly leaned in and took your lips onto his own, both of your mouths tasting like alcohol. Yours eyes widened as John quickly pulled off, stunned at his own movements. Though, both of you weren't expecting this, you weren't sober. But damn, it felt just right.))